yo, yo, yo,,, so what does this wicked shit before me appear to be? holy diddly ****in’ darn, man, you’re actually twelve, that intitles that i have known you for **two** years. while i’ve never met you truly, and i may have appearifyed this in the wrong time, i hope you know you are actually the most whack ass bastard i’ve met. like bros before hoes man, you’d be the bro before the said hoe. honestly, and i’m going to get too real at the moment, hol’ up, sorry. but let’s dig deeper into this gold mine of memories. in the box you’ll find some shades, those shades were from another timeline you that got murdered because she was a stinky girl, so in a way it wasn’t you, it was a stinky girl. i figured a recollection of what was before the amazing dude reading this now. can i pose a question, blueberry broski, why the **** didn’t you just get called ‘john’, you damn kinnie. don’t test me. anywho’sss. nice to know i have someone to look at dave articles with.